It's a hard road, infertility. It has lots of hills and valleys. It's lonely. You travel it with your husband and, hopefully, it bonds you together in understanding, determination, and faith. There are no signs to tell you how many miles you have to go, but only dependance and faith to direct you. You often feel like everyone else is on a parallel road. You want to be on the same road they're traveling, but you're somehow left trailing behind,looking over with desires and dreams of joining them as they move forward with their lives.
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